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From the garden, hear the clinging of the chimes
The last tomatoes, hanging shriveled on the vine
This autumn breeze is just a promise of the freeze, that's coming soon

The seasons fleeting, the days are blurring into years
The lines retreating, as every moment disappears
The stories end to leave another to begin to start anew

And in a thousand years, when all our bones have disappeared
And every word has been erased
Still the rivers flow, the sun will glow, the seeds will grow
The wind will come and blow it all away
Cuz we are just a memory replaced

All the deadlines, have come and gone without a sound
The saddest headlines, are now just pigments in the ground
The battles fought, the lessons taught, they all are lost now in the end

And every secret, you ever guarded with your life
The stars will keep it, if all the photons should arrive
We're just a speck in time and space, just a fleck upon its face

[chorus]

Free yourself, release yourself
The burdens that you carry all will topple in the end

Every bad decision that was weighing on your mind
And every failed mission, every ladder left unclimbed
It all just blows away

And in a thousand years, when all our bones have disappeared
And every word has been erased
Still the rivers flow, the sun will glow, the seeds will grow
The wind will come and blow it all away

Through the centuries, the endless string of memories
And through the progress and the waste
Still the rivers flow, the sun will glow, the seeds will grow
The wind will come and blow it all away
Cuz we are just a memory replaced